I am Nothing – S.L. Heaton

"Is this your better half?" "No, not really." In a moment I was reduced to nothing. I turned my face so you couldn't see the torment because I've never been good at hiding my feelings. The sting of nothingness was strong because I always thought I was at least something to you. You were my … Continue reading I am Nothing – S.L. Heaton

My Christmas Story – S.L. Heaton

I wish I had something poetically profound to say about the holidays but I do not...all I have is a story...my story. I remember Christmas when I was young...maybe 6 or 7 years old...I loved it so much...not because of all the gifts...don't get me wrong I loved the presents...it was because of the get … Continue reading My Christmas Story – S.L. Heaton

Angels Crossing – S.L. Heaton

"Hey pretty lady...do you remember me?" A woman in her late 70s reached for my hand...her touch was soft and warm...so comforting. Her soul felt familiar to me. I work for the post office and this particular day I was in a customer lobby to help during the Christmas rush. I've been to this office … Continue reading Angels Crossing – S.L. Heaton

By My Own Admission #6 – S.L. Heaton

By my own admission...you taught me so many things. Lessons I will always carry with me. Like how to shut down during a disagreement because silence was so much better than the mockery of words I tried to speak out loud. You taught me to be tough…not to cry…because crying is ugly. I learned to … Continue reading By My Own Admission #6 – S.L. Heaton

By My Own Admission #5 – S.L. Heaton

By my own admission...dick pics are not welcome here. Gentlemen...oh wait...I'm not talking to you. Let me start over...GUYS...much better! This is for the typical guy...you know the one. He's the one commonly referred to as "douche". How have we arrived at place in this world where sending a "dick pic" has become more common … Continue reading By My Own Admission #5 – S.L. Heaton

By My Own Admission #3 – S.L. Heaton

      My hair before and after medication   By my own admission...I am sick.   Unhealthy...unwell...diseased. There are literally hundreds of millions of people who suffer daily with some type of ailment. This doesn't make me special or unique in anyway...it just makes me sick.   I don't generally talk about my illnesses and … Continue reading By My Own Admission #3 – S.L. Heaton

By My Own Admission #2 – S.L. Heaton

  By my own admission...I am lonely...   I have been single for over three years now...I don't mind being alone. I'm comfortable in my own skin and I quite enjoy my own company...but I cannot tell a lie...it gets lonely.   I'm as independent as they come...I don't need anyone. I'm good with it … Continue reading By My Own Admission #2 – S.L. Heaton